como não se apaixonar por isso?

your face has faded away.
and now that you're gone
all the hate
rancour
and jealousy
and dispair have vanished.
no more pain, no more poison.
and what remains?
rememberances of sunday afternoons in bed
sex like a possession
laughing and sweetness
i'm trapped in tattered memories of joy.

mariza tavares - fio